Gone.

»You say you’re on it but you just don’t know
You’re spending money like you’re on death row
You must be mis-educated
By all the guys that you’ve dated
You think I’ll take the bait but I don’t think so

Oooohh

You look at me and I got you in mind
I come on over see what I could find
No appetite for delusion
How can I win when I’m losin‘
You’re saying yes when it is no

Am I headed for a car crash?

Ohhhh
Just about to meet my match, she takes the
Ohhhh
I’m about to fall in head first
Sisters let me tell you how it works

It’s not that I don’t wanna play
And then I didn’t look your way
It’s not like every girl’s the same
You gotta know just how to treat this miss
Or she will be dismissed

Heyyyyy

She’s got her lipstick on
Check my collar, hey, ey

Here I come
dum da

Hit and run, then I’m gone.«

Jedward: Lipstick

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